White Elephant Blogathon: Space Truckers
Paul of Silly Hats Only is once again hosting the White Elephant Blogathon. I've missed the last couple of year, but I'm glad to be a participant again. You can check out the links to all of the entries over at Paul's blog. Thankfully, I received a title that resulted in a surprisingly pleasant viewing experience.
With a title like Space
Truckers, you know you’re in for a wacky time, and Stuart Gordon’s film doesn’t
disappoint. In fact, Space Truckers is
exactly the kind of movie one wishes for during a blogathon such as this, and
it almost makes me feel bad that I picked something for someone else to watch
that is infinitely more of a depressing time than Space Truckers. Yes, I have written the title of the film (that’s Space Truckers) four times now, for it
is one of the primary things about Gordon’s film that makes me smile. Just try
it. Stop reading this for a moment and say aloud the title of the film (Space Truckers). It makes you happy, no?
Okay, seriously, though, Space Truckers is an odd experience. There’s
enough self-awareness here to keep Space
Truckers from being something like Space
Mutiny bad — the film’s worst scenes seem clearly to have tongue placed
firmly in cheek — but it doesn’t always work. This is, after all, the movie
where Norm from “Cheers” gets shot ass first through a porthole, a half man
half robot gets his “electrical wang pulse” started by pulling on a chord like
he’s starting a lawnmower, and where Dennis Hopper and Stephen Dorff struggle
with some truly awful banter. Still, it’s
breezy and fun and kind of charming in its B-movie ways.
